Halter v Areano

[UKWF]

Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max. 500 words per RP.

[K I N G]

Sophia Halter hangs her head while being against darkness. 

“There a clock looming above my head… Threatening to drag my body back into the darkness...Away from the sole thing I live for. Don’t compare me to an average wrestler. I am nowhere close. While some believe wrestling to be just a challenging sport, a place to gain trophies, somewhere to reinvent themselves, or even fix brokenness. This is untrue for me. I wrestle to resurrect myself every single time I climb between the ropes! I would gladly die for a last match and that is not something easily claimed. I’m sure people can say such dramatic quotes, but I have nearly killed to take my place. Crawled my way back for as long as I can recall. Most of you are silver spoon suckers with freedoms to wrestle whenever you choose… Not me… You cannot truly appreciate until you’ve truly lost.”

Head lifts revealing a furious Sophia.

“A loss is to die. To be submerged beneath an ocean. People have tried to drown me but I am the only one who chooses when I sink back! I am the only one! When I step into that ring is it war and to be pinned is completely unacceptable! Ursula is not walking out of this match the victor! I will not allow it! Does not matter how many kind words she might express because at the agreement of this match meant to enter into my own hell. Now it is Ursula's too... To literally put your life on the line… If I have to pick between wrestling and my opponent’s well being?”

She grins sinisterly. 

“Someone better bring a stretcher…”

Sophia slumps back into the shadows with a long sigh. Both hands comb back before that crazied expression calms.

“I’m a kettle atop a stove and steam has filled it with threats of making it exploded… I should thank Ursula for accepting quickly. For not twisting her nose into the air to bear down upon me. Lately that has been all i’ve seen from opponents. In turn, there will be little restraint. A much bigger gesture than it may appear for it is not in my nature to do so… One wrong move, despite Ursula’s attitude, I’ll turn her into a rag doll that’ll need to be sewn back together… A bit of bad luck for her recently but that doesn’t concern me. I don’t rightly care… It is what it is for her. Burdens for her to handle, yet I am aware of them. I know who is across the ring from me. She can grab wins but not the ‘big’ one.”

She shrugs.

“Give me a good match, Ursula... That is all I ask for.”

[Talia Areano]

We find our selves in a hotel room in the UK. It is pretty average to say the least. Shortly we the fresh face, recently turned 24-year old Ursula Areano walk into the scene. She makes her way to the kitchen and pulls out a cake from the refrigerator, as she finally notice the camera.

"Firstly before I get started with this promo. I would like to thank my aficionados, amigos and my familia for the birthday wishes. You guys," she pause for a moment thinking of the right words to say. "Sure, I could easily say "Thank you". But you guys just know how much it meant to me, to see all those comments on Twitter and in letters. Put my mom surprsied me the most, when she made me this birthday cake." Ursula begins to get a slight tear in her eye, before continuing. "These tears? Are tears of joy, because I felt I am not the only person fighting in that ring. That all of you are right there with me, having my back. Some people who look at this sport, makes comments on how easy it looks. But they don't understand how hard must wrestler's have to train to become better. That amount of trabajo, we put in everyday to be physically prepared for every challenge we ever come across. While some people think wrestler's are just handed opportunities after opportunities, some might claim I am one of those people, right?

Ursula walks over to the living room area, she goes to the coffee table and put up a letter. "Do you want to know what is letter is? This is a letter from a little girl telling me how much I impacted her. That every time I step into the ring and get beating down, I always get back up. When she watches me stand up against someone bigger, it makes her want to stand up against those who bully her. Even for the so many little immigrant chicas and chicos wondering, if they can make their dreams. Even if they can speak English, I want to be that symbol they can do anything. They just have to put their minds to it and try." She makes her way back to the kitchen, where her birthday cake is at. "That is one of the reasons why you want win this match Sophia. That when it comes down to it, in that ring I have a lot of people on my side. They will be chanting my name. Wearing my shirts and such and I will not let them down."

"Sure, I respect you." She begins to wag her finger. "But this will be a war, this will prove who wants it more. I feel this is my chance to dig down deep and show the world how good I am."

Ursula slices into her cake, as the scene fades.